I don't know how it happened, but the new name of the blog says it all.
Last night, the Ninja slept for 8 straight hours. That's his longest stretch ever by more than a couple of hours. We put him down at 9:30 pm and aside from two brief pacifier applications, he didn't wake up to eat until about 5:30 am. And boy was he hungry.
Obviously, one night does not a trend make, but if all it takes is blogging to fix problems, I would like to introduce my next blog topic: "The trouble with going to work." If all goes well, starting tomorrow, I won't have to go to work. Hopefully that won't mean that I no longer have a job, but like Pa used to say, "A man's got to take chances or he'll never amount to nothin'."
Now if you'll excuse me, we're off to Doc Bullfrog's for some celebratory mashed potatoes.
To close out the Emmet Otter references (Best. Muppet. Christmas. Special. Ever.), here's a clip of the Ninja dancing/being danced to his favorite Meters tune this afternoon. If you squint your eyes, you can't help but note the similarity between his dance and Wendel's walk.
This one's for the grandparents. See you all next week!